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Logic and reason are not always explanation enough.
Logic and reason are not always explanation enough. Understanding is elusive He sat looking at the half empty glass but not seeing it, he was cold but not feeling it, he was in pain but not hurting from it. His mind was numb, his memory a jumble of conflicting events, as if from a nightmare but were in fact real. The phone rang for a long time before it gained his attention and then he tried to turn it off, an automatic reaction against coming back to reality. His mind preferred the numbness to anything else that was available. In this distracted state he accidentally accepted the call and put it onto speaker, the voice from the speaker jolted him into giving it his full attention. This was a call from the dead. The voice was full of concern, “where are you John, why haven’t you called, what is going on?” Even to his own ears his tone sounded subdued, defeated, “I am in the cabin, in the woods but I am OK will call you later” and he turned the phone off both ending this call and not accepting any other.
By Peter Roseabout 18 hours ago in Fiction
The steps to losing a child. Top Story - January 2026. Content Warning.
Step One: Lose a child. Not what anyone wants to happen and nothing you can do to change it, but you can go through steps to becoming happy again. You can go through steps to loving again. You can go through steps to become a new you because after losing a child you will never be the same person you once were.
By Tabitha Hinkleyabout 18 hours ago in Fiction
Steps to losing a child. Content Warning.
Step One: Lose a child. Not what anyone wants to happen and nothing you can do to change it, but you can go through steps to becoming happy again. You can go through steps to loving again. You can go through steps to become a new you because after losing a child you will never be the same person you once were.
By Tabitha Hinkleyabout 18 hours ago in Fiction
Walters Song. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
~Walters Song~ As Charlie awakes, he glances over at his vintage Garfield clock and quickly realizes that he overslept. “Oh, dear God! This cannot be happening…I set my bloody alarm!” he squealed while racing downstairs to pour his already pre-brewed coffee. “Ugh, where’s the damn sweetener?” he mutters under his breath. As Charlie gulps his coffee, he glances up at his 2018 calendar of his favorite band, Spoon, and realizes the date today: February 20th. He was not late for anything…his partner Phillip’s plane gets in tomorrow, the 21st, but what he does realize, as tears begin to infiltrate his rare dark green eyes, was that this day, eight years ago, was the day he got sober, and his journey of healing began.
By A.J. Timpanoabout 18 hours ago in Fiction
The Day Everyone Stopped Looking at the Sky
On the morning the sky changed, no one noticed. Cars moved through traffic like obedient insects. Coffee cups steamed in bored hands. Notifications buzzed, chimed, and blinked like impatient fireflies demanding attention. Heads were bowed—not in prayer, not in reflection, but in devotion to glowing screens.
By Yasir khanabout 21 hours ago in Fiction
"Hear Me Out"
"Hear me out, what if we ran away together?" "Where do you want to go?" "Anywhere but here. We could move to a new city or to Canada, or we could disappear from society to live in the middle of the woods. Maybe a combination of two of those things would be good. What do you say?"
By Kay Husnicka day ago in Fiction
Me, Myself, and I
“Alright. Get in, get out.” “What do you mean, get in, get out? You have to buy stuff for a party!” “Yeah, but I know exactly what I need to get. None of that anxious debating between two items for who knows how long. And it’s just stuff for French bread pizza. The others are bringing the rest of the stuff. And I already got the cheese at the other store. Man, I was lucky there was a sale!”
By Rebecca Pattona day ago in Fiction
